Chen Feng didn't have time to pay attention to the stunned guys in the formation, but after explaining the matters to them to pay attention to, he walked to the ladder leading to the altar alone.
Sure enough, as Chen Feng expected, there was not only one puppet of the living dead here, as soon as his footsteps stepped on the ladder leading to the altar, more than ten stone statues were all resurrected at the scene, and after peeling off the stone clothes outside, the fierce gods besieged Chen Feng together.
These puppets of the living dead were originally cultivated by some ancient families, and they were used by a superb technique to make them into immortal puppets to guard tombs or treasure vaults.
Although they look like living people, they are actually some living dead people who have no mind of their own, which is why they are called puppets, and when certain conditions are met, such as someone walking up the ladder, it will trigger them to come back to life and attack the intruder.
For ordinary people, these puppets of the living dead are invincible existences, but for Chen Feng, a cultivator, they are not enough to see, after a few strokes, these puppets will all be unable to afford to the ground, immortality and immortality only means that they are in a state of preservation, not that they are invincible and immortal.
After Chen Feng got these puppets, he walked up to the altar ladder, when he walked halfway, his speed became slower and slower, sometimes it took a long time to take a step, not that he didn't want to fly fast, but the more the ladder went up, the more difficult it became, making him feel a sense of heaviness that was struggling to walk, and every step up, it seemed to take a thousand catties of strength.
"What the hell is this place?
Why is everything weird?
” Chen Feng wiped the sweat on his forehead, his mouth muttered to himself, he felt as if he was carrying a mountain on his back, so that he was almost out of breath, every step he took, even the strength to eat milk almost had to be used, and when he stepped on the altar, the whole person was about to collapse from exhaustion, and he sat on the ground with his butt and didn't want to get up.
After he rested for about half an hour, he stood up from the ground and looked towards the altar, which made him stunned, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face, even if he was well-informed, he was completely shocked by the scene in front of him.
In the middle of this altar, a transparent crystal coffin was placed, and there was a faint mist of colorful light around this crystal coffin, even if Chen Feng was well-informed, it was the first time he had seen such a magical thing, and it also made him have a strong interest in the owner of the coffin.
Chen Feng couldn't hold back his excitement and walked over, he came to the front of this crystal coffin, but the coffin was surrounded by colorful light and mist, so that he could not see the situation inside the crystal coffin, he stretched out his hand and touched these colorful light mist, these light mist were like a naughty child, when Chen Feng's hand touched them, I saw that these colorful light and mist dodged his hand at once, as if there was life.
Chen Feng became interested for a while, his hands kept grabbing in these colorful light mist, these colorful light mist seemed to be very afraid of Chen Feng, hiding his hand everywhere, just when Chen Feng was having fun, I saw that those colorful light and mist suddenly all poured into the crystal coffin and disappeared, and it was extremely magical.
But after the light and mist dissipated, the situation inside the crystal coffin appeared in front of Chen Feng's eyes at a glance, only to see a lifelike woman in ancient costume lying in the crystal coffin, delicate and slender, with a condensed goose fat, lips like cherry blossoms, eyebrows like ink paintings, and gods like autumn water, indescribably soft and delicate, even if Chen Feng hunted countless beauties, he swore that he had never seen such a beautiful girl.
Looking at the services and ornaments on her body, Chen Feng can already confirm that she is a woman from the Song Dynasty, and seeing her appearance, you can imagine what the woman living in the gorgeous and slightly poignant Song Dynasty is like.
With a smile like a flower, bright eyes, eyebrows like the moon, red lips and bright teeth, gently stepping into the mountains and rivers of the Song Dynasty where the piano and sword are intertwined, causing countless grievances.
In the dance pavilion, she used her slender hands to "say lovesickness on the pipa strings", telling the gorgeous, lingering compassion and otherworldliness of a dynasty.
Imagine her graceful dancing posture in the singing and dancing, twisting her graceful and delicate waist, looking back, the petal pink fades with the water, and the dark changes the passing years.
It is also in that retrospective glance that thousands of prosperity have fallen, and thousands of years of loneliness have been precipitated in the twilight.
Imagine Li Qingzhao, who is beautiful and refined, peerless and indisputable, in the drizzle season in the south of the Yangtze River, holding an oil-paper umbrella and walking slowly in the secluded courtyard, watching the swaying posture of the rain hitting the plantains, and being saddened by the lovesick feelings of "flowers floating and flowing artesian, a kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure".
In the Song Dynasty, where the love of children and the eternal rivers and mountains were blended, she used her hands as oars, rice paper as a boat, boated in the sea of words, and sang the infatuation of the children of the ages with a song of lingering resentment, and sang the love and hate of a dynasty.
The women of the Song Dynasty implied too much charm, that kind of charm, that kind of free and easy, that kind of dignified and low, it is a pot of wine that has been aged with enough time and space, sweet and clear, and makes people have an endless aftertaste.
"Clouds want clothes, flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon.
If it weren't for the jade mountain, it would meet Yaotai under the moon......
Who are you?
Chen Feng looked at the beautiful woman in the crystal coffin, and couldn't help blurting out a poem.
The woman in the crystal coffin was motionless, both her appearance and her clothes remained the same, and the traces of time thousands of years ago seemed to have been frozen in her body, and time had never flowed away.
Chen Feng couldn't help but stretch out and touch the crystal coffin, he didn't know what kind of crystals these were, it made his palm feel cold and piercing, no wonder it was able to make the woman in the crystal coffin maintain the same appearance for thousands of years.
Chen Feng's hand just stopped on the crystal coffin, just staring blankly at the people inside, and did not open it, he was afraid, afraid that as soon as he opened the coffin, the beauty inside would disappear in front of his eyes, and after most of the day, he saw Chen Feng's mouth muttering: "The beauty of a thousand years ago, although I don't know who you are?"
But at this moment, even I have a crazy idea in my heart to get you, which shows that your beauty is not allowed in this world, and even the phrase 'alluring the country and the city' is not enough to describe one percent of your beauty."
"As much as I can't bear to desecrate you, I can't bear to see you fall into the hands of men, become a beautiful object for people to see, or even fall into the basements of some collectors, and become their private collections."
"I think that the person who put you in this crystal coffin thousands of years ago and buried you in the ground, so that you can keep your body incorruptible for thousands of years, he must love you very much, and want to keep your beautiful face forever, but it's a pity that ......
There is no such thing as eternal immortality in this world!
” Chen Feng seemed to be a little stunned, muttering to himself alone at the person inside the crystal coffin.